A Furred Grave Lyrics
Time to crawl in hole I lay and wait, But by then it's too late. Better off undisturbed. I lie... Shall I interfere, or just leave things be, or shall I dig a Furred Grave? My achievements bring happiness, your absence brings loneliness It's hard not to hate what brings us apart. I lie... I give and give, but return unsatisfied, Is the grass greener on the other side? Without a choice But to carry on, my never ending quest For the best of both worlds. Am I sick? Should I fit in your little click? Should I trade what makes me tick? For a slap in the Face? Am I sick? Should I fit in your little click? Should I trade what makes me tick? For a slap in the Face?
Medieval A Furred Grave
